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  <title>FIC UPDATE FINALLY: Fugitive is complete!</title>
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  <description>the witcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href=&quot;https://ift.tt/3eVh4BF&quot;&gt;https://ift.tt/3eVh4BF&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Fugitive is complete, with a Chapter 5&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;https://archiveofourown.org/works/23670274/chapters/61782070&amp;gt;. Fic earns&lt;br /&gt;its M rating with some non-explicit sex (as opposed to earning its M with&lt;br /&gt;violence and such, LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of chat and gossip and some fun background on the Wolf pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Axel gestured vaguely. “Incidentally I’ve told a lot of people that you and&lt;br /&gt;I are close friends, when they’ve asked about the song. I tell them all you&lt;br /&gt;and I go way back, and then I go on and on about how noble and&lt;br /&gt;self-sacrificing you are. By then they’ll usually buy me a drink, and if&lt;br /&gt;they seem receptive I tell them some of Lambert’s stories about you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Lambert’s stories,” Geralt said, dismayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The one about how you threw him out a window always goes over really&lt;br /&gt;well,” Axel said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=dragonlady7&amp;ditemid=3486231&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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  <title>chapter 3 of Fugitive</title>
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  <description>via &lt;a href=&quot;https://ift.tt/3cs149e&quot;&gt;https://ift.tt/3cs149e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Fugitive gets another chapter. The Plot Thickens in Chaper 3… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we get to meet Jaskier’s friend Nerio, mostly known from an overheard segment when Yennefer’s spying on him in earlier chapters of The Ancient Sea– another young foppish Redanian noble who mostly means well and has no sense of self-preservation. They’ve been comrades-in-brocade since small times, no doubt, but Nerio’s had rather more success at being left alone to degenerate into academia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still sharp, Jaskier said, “Where did you leave from?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah,” Nerio said. “I– just now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No,” Jaskier said. “Did you leave from Oxenfurt?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well,” Nerio said. “I mean, I started there.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you go to Redania?” Jaskier asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I,” Nerio said. “Oh, yes, I stopped home.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaskier’s voice went slightly strained. “Did you stop by Lettenhove?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a pause. “We shouldn’t stand here and discuss this,” Nerio said, scent subtly shifting from fear to nervousness. Evasive little shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you?” Jaskier demanded. Geralt didn’t know exactly where Lettenhove was but it rang a faint bell. Some little something in Redania probably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I,” Nerio said, then, defeated, “yes, Jaskier. I did. I talked to the old man. He really is dying.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good,” Jaskier said savagely. Then, “What did he give you? To bring me back? Did he pay you up front?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://dragonlady7.dreamwidth.org/file/8869058.png&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=dragonlady7&amp;ditemid=3441035&quot; width=&quot;30&quot; height=&quot;12&quot; alt=&quot;comment count unavailable&quot; style=&quot;vertical-align: middle;&quot;/&gt; comments</description>
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